Returning to his apartment, knocking on the scorching lamp, and facing the cold white light, Tan Tian felt empty in his heart for the first time.

Throwing off his clothes on the sofa, he went to turn on the computer. His eyes fell on the box with a purple bow floating next to the computer, but he couldn't take it off.

"Birthday present!" Tan Yu smiled innocently.

Twenty-five years old, and this summer, the brothers turned twenty-five. Tan Tian suddenly remembered that every birthday in the past, his mother would personally prepare birthday gifts for them - although this seemed to be a long, long time ago - looking at the extremely familiar bow on the box, Tan Tian couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief - these natural happiness, it turned out to be such a precious existence.

"The Flowering of the Mandala" birthday gift is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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